Can you believe I'm 8 months old already?! And I have my very own blog. Ha- if you would have mentioned a "blog" to my daddy when he was 8 months old, he would have assumed that you were talking about that puddle of oatmeal cereal that he spit up on the carpet.
Yes, I pretty much am the perfect baby. I've been sleeping through the night now for over half my life. I've got killer eyes and the 'tude to sport with them baby blues. I walked into Kroger yesterday (and by walked, we all know I mean being carried by my daddy) and the first three people actually stopped what they were doing (some mid-sentence), changed directions to come to see me, and commented about how cute I was. And that's not counting the people I met inside the store. Rumor is that even though Mommy was running a quick errand in the store, Daddy put on my sweet plaid hat and carried me around just to show me off. Jury's still out on that crazy man!
I visited the newest member of my family this weekend, Sophie Corinne Abate. It's kinda weird knowing that I'm not the smallest one in my family any more. I guess I was bound to grow up sometime. She was so adorable! I loved seeing her and playing with Sophie's big sister, Emma. All in all, I had a BLAST in Columbus. Now I'm back in Toledo and haven't seen my Grammy & Pop in several days- I hope they come see me today.
Anywho- here are some pictures of me just to prove how cute I am.
Monday, June 1, 2009
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